Hi. I’m in New York.

I actually wanted to leave this entry at that, because I would find it tremendously funny, but some of my readers (read: my parents) might be confused and/or concerned. Therefore, I shall explain myself, even though it detracts somewhat from the sense of glee I get from being deliberately mysterious and coy. It’s Rebecca’s last weekend here before she goes back to Vermont (“The only state with secession rights! So conceivably, we could break away from the United States and form our own country, with Howard Dean as our king.” -R) and it would be difficult for us to get together, and all my homework this weekend is portable, so I decided to be adventurous and take the Chinatown bus (2 hours each way, $20 round trip!) to The Abnormally Large, Firm, Edible Fruit of a Deciduous Eurasian Tree.

Wow. Being around Rebecca has freed my inner dork. Well, freed more than usual, that is. Having Ko as a roommate keeps my inner dork fairly outer already. But when you sit in a diner drinking toasty hot chocolate and reminiscing about the dawn of fandom until they kick you out because they’re closing, it’s a whole different dynamic. The camaraderie of the early days of WOFS, the Mary Sue-induced shame… my god, she now has such dirt on my “my age was still in the single digits” fandom days; I can never insult Woodrow Wilson again.

Of course, you know I’ll be back to mocking him mercilessly tomorrow.

Anyway, I’m off to cavort merrily about with Rebecca and try to get our laptop link to work. I’ll leave you with A Parent’s Guide to 1337, ganked from Ashley, and a preview of the artwork for the upcoming Serenity comic. And Becky posted a bunch of HHGTG trailer screencaps, because she’s just that cool. Tra la!